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[theladyrose]

All worship the inherent goodness of The Lion in Winter.

That is, if you're not busy worshipping something else already, like God, nature, lemons, or Tom Felton and if you actually think that a classic epic movie is worth treating in a religious manner.

So Kerstin was really, really, really lovely and let me borrow her copy of the screen play of The Lion in Winter. Eeep!!!!!!!!!! I think that's probably my new favorite made-up-word-not-really-used-in-conversation-except-by-me. I LOVE that movie. I am acting like an obsessed fan again, and Mom claims that only people with IQ's over 200 can actually understand that. I don't think that's true, as I tried taking an online IQ test and I got 165. But I'm straying away from the point. I think I had one at least.

A good portion of the sophomore class today looked...well, as if they had been run over by those really heavy moving trucks that are for those people who have those gigantic monster homes that they fill with tons of stuff even if there are only three people in the family. I didn't think that the math quiz (well, technically a test I suppose, since we're given the whole period to work on it) was that bad. I thought most of it was suspiciously easy, and afterwards when I checked my answers with Sophie she got the same things, and Sophie is really good at math. Whee! Logarithms are my friends. But most people in my class looked really dead, which worries me. Becca-chan looked like she was about to have a nervous breakdown after class. Aiii. Some parts were kind of tricky but I think I did ok. And I thought that I did really badly on the French quiz since I had hardly any time to study but now I don't think so, which is nice. And I got my chem test back, and I did really well though I can't believe that I forgot that nitrogen was diatomic. Gaaah.

So now I'm feeling mildly hyper and have just to finish studying some stupid vocab words and to do some stupid French homework on the Crusades. My accent is really terrible today, and I like to blame that on general sleep deprivation. Hee hee.

Feeling rather meme-sheep-ish at the moment. Online quizzes are extraordinarily addictive.


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Comments

[horosha.livejournal.com]

Logorithms always went in one ear and out the other, much the majority of my sophomore year. I remember that I understood them just enough to ace the test. After that, I haven't touched the things in years. They're like the relatives who you hate visiting but your parents drag you to their house at least once in your life time because "it's good for you." The only thing that's really stuck has been that horrible LogC+LogA+LogB+LogI+logN joke that my math teacher that was hilarious.

[theladyrose.livejournal.com]

Haha. After awhile I stopped seeing the usefulness of most mathematics. It seems that all you really need to know is basic arithmetic, and apply some logic every so often.

[horosha.livejournal.com]

Throughout your math career, the hardest parts will always be algebra. Frankly I feel we all need are hyper-intelligent ears that merely hear math problems and solve them for us before they bog down our heads with silly nonsensicalness.

[theladyrose.livejournal.com]

Such a device sounds rather like a Babel fish...it would be rather nice if they could be found. If it's just algebra that I need to worry about, then I don't really mind so much.

[horosha.livejournal.com]

You must cross the Pit of Doom by swinging over it with the Rope of Justice, then brave the Alligators of Incontenence and Ladders of Easily Breakable Wood. If you manage to fight yourself past the Cave Monsters of Horizontal Traveling you may find yourself in the presence of the Great Lemon. He shall ask you one riddle and if you answer this riddle correctly ("how many fingers am I holding up?") you shall be granted the great and amazingly-useful Math Ear.

But yeah. The hardest parts of calculus is the algebra required to tackle some of the problems. Know the formulae and how to write the answers (thank you very MUCH, Mrs. Thomas) and you'll fine.

[theladyrose.livejournal.com]

Oy...this sounds like a time to get out my icons of St. Dogbert (see the top comic) (http://www.dilbert.com/comics/dilbert/desktop_diversions/html/wallpaper.html).

The Great Lemon? Lemons are not the answer to all religious problems! Lemons are annoying yellow sour fruits that taste nasty and deserve to be run over by unwitting drivers when tossed into the streets. Oy vey. I'd love to see the Great Lemon and St. Dogbert fight to the death over spiritual supremacy. There must be another way to get the great Math Ear.